It was just after dawn this morning when I spotted a half dozen big bull elk out in the pasture. With no time for setting up a tripod in the gloomy light, I tried to get some shots. Only one amounted to anything, and it wasn't much. Then these two wandered by, so I tried again. Same story. Too dark, and my hands too shaky to get a good, focused picture. But I had fun trying.
Just like the elk, these guys will be back. Actually, the deer never really leave. They're like our quiet neighbors.
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